A quick note on neighbors

This post will unfortunately lack the punch of humor I had hoped for due to the fact that it is difficult/impossible to upload photos right now due to the internet connection here. Ah well.

Readers of my last post will recall that I mentioned the slight possibility that wild animals might choose to use my creepy-hallway-of-death as a temporary refuge from rain. Quite soon after writing those very words, it all came to fruition. (this is where a picture would be perfect).

I was hanging out in my room last weekend when it was just raining buckets. I heard scuffling in the hall, and opened my door to investigate. Seeing nothing immediately, I ventured down to the end of the hall. Out of the two rooms closest to the end pop three goats. No joke. They were all peering out the main door to the outside, as if trying to ascertain from the cloud cover whether the rain would continue for long. I shooed them away in my most hesitant voice.

There is one actual new neighbor in my hall, which is nice, and makes the hallway slightly less terrifying. I am getting to know other people in the community better, and it is now rare for me to walk anywhere without saying hello to someone I know, which is nice. Most often I hear the cry of "Sir!" or "Mitiri," which means teacher. Ah, actual terms of respect from learners, craziness...

On a side note, it occurs to me that we have been in Africa for almost eight weeks now. The time alternates between dragging and rushing by. I know by the end I will know my neighbors even more, and perhaps grow close to some of them. Unfortunately for me, I don't think they will let me bring goats home with me.